Untitled and unloved.
Its been a while since I have been here, and yet somehow I randomly thought of the many accumulated experiences that I sometimes choose to forget.
I wonder if this is where my best writings come out, because I tend to be feel an entire wrath of emotions whenever I visit this site. As if it’s calling me to do my best, and taunt me to fall into the depth of its pain once again, just so it will feel a little less lonely.
I feel sad everytime I come here. I feel like I have been overcome by a sense of sadness, and that sadness needs to be released here.
Were there any happy moments?
Stay.
So much drama with this blog, but we’re working on backing up the database, and redesigning my site!
I have been writing, but elsewhere.
Visit me @ www.jessicahong.wordpress.com
By JFK
“As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them.”
Lesson #2610
For once in my life, I’m cringing at the words I have written. Like I could put so much into them and have them mean nothing at all to the intended recipient.
The aim of life is appreciation; there is no sense in not appreciating things; and there is no sense in having more of them if you have less appreciation of them.
Moral of the story? If there is no appreciation, get the fuck out. Stop giving to those who are undeserving of your time.
In the end
I don’t believe you no more.